Mythology: Erlang Shen begins to show his divine power in the heavens

Chapter 184, Wukong Taoist, Dragon King is furious, Taibai Jinxing descends to earth
Wukong gained the enlightenment of the Yima Realm, and there seemed to be an invisible aura surrounding his body. His originally clear eyes now had a bit more depth and confidence, as if he had insight into some hidden power between heaven and earth.

He took a deep breath, and there seemed to be a surge of power surging in his chest. It was an unprecedented sense of power, which filled his limbs with the urge to try.

He gently raised his arm and clenched his fist. He felt the muscles in his arm tense, and every inch of fiber contained endless explosive power.

A stream of air swirled around him as he moved, making the sand and rocks on the ground rustle.

"I am now completely different from the past!"

Wukong grinned and laughed, his sound was so hearty that it made the air around him buzz and resonate.

He tapped the ground with his feet, and shot out like an arrow, so fast that only a shadow was left. In the blink of an eye, he had traveled to a mountain several miles away.

Looking at the towering mountains before him, a hint of excitement flashed in Wukong's eyes.
"Let me try out this new power!"

After saying that, he suddenly swung his fist. The wind from his fist whistled like a surging wave, smashing towards the mountain with an overwhelming force.

With a loud "bang", a huge dent was created on the mountain by this punch, with debris flying everywhere and smoke and dust billowing.

Wukong looked at his fist, feeling very happy.

"Haha, this power is so refreshing!"

He punched again and again, one after another. Each punch carried a powerful impact that shook the mountain and caused rock chips to fly all over the sky like a rain of stones.

Then, Wukong leaped into the air, and the water vapor around his body gathered to form a huge water dragon, circling and roaring around him.

This was the water-moving magical power he had mastered after reaching the Yi Ma realm, and now he was using it with such ease.

He controlled the water dragon and let it fly freely in the sky. Wherever the water dragon passed, the clouds were stirred into pieces and raindrops fell.

"Try this again!"

Wukong shouted, and the water dragon swooped down and crashed into a lake below.

In an instant, the lake was stirred up into huge waves dozens of feet high, splashing water everywhere, as if it was a grand water feast.

And Goku stood on the huge wave, his hair fluttering, his eyes full of pride and joy, enjoying the shock and satisfaction brought by this power.

He stepped into the world again, ready to show his skills.

After walking for many miles, Wukong came to the bank of a big river.

The river water was muddy and the waves were turbulent. A ferry full of people was struggling in the waves and was in danger of being swallowed up at any time.

The people on the boat were in panic, and their cries and shouts mixed together, sounding particularly miserable in the strong wind.

Seeing this, Wukong used his water-walking ability without hesitation.

He muttered something, quickly formed seals with his hands, and water vapor quickly gathered around his body.

In the blink of an eye, a crystal clear water dragon swirled out beside him, howling to the sky. Wukong controlled the water dragon and made it swim towards the rickety ferry.

The water dragon gently circled the ferry, using its huge body to resist the surging waves. The river water around the ferry gradually calmed down, and the hull no longer shook violently.

The people on the boat first looked at this magical scene in astonishment, and then burst into cheers.

"It's the immortal who came to save us!"

"Thank you, Immortal, for saving your life!"

The people's voices of gratitude rose one after another, and Wukong listened to them with great joy in his heart.

He used his magic power to safely send the ferry to the other side.

Just after sending this group of people away, Wukong heard that a village not far away had suffered from drought.

He immediately used his skills and flew away like a flash of golden lightning.

When we arrived at the village, we saw that the land was cracked and the crops were barren. The villagers were pale and thin, and their eyes were full of despair.

Wukong decided to use the rain-making technique.

He soared into the air, waved his hands, and summoned a large dark cloud.

Dark clouds quickly gathered over the village, completely blocking out the scorching sun.

Immediately afterwards, raindrops as big as beans fell from the sky, hitting the dry ground and splashing layers of dust.

The villagers ran out of their homes, cheering in the rain. They either opened their arms, enjoying the rain, or held buckets to fill with rain water, with joyful smiles on their faces.

Looking at the villagers' faces filled with renewed hope, Wukong suddenly felt a different emotion in his heart.

but.

When he took out the scroll.

But the painting didn't react at all.

Wukong tilted his head:

“Isn’t this a good deed?”

"No, this is definitely a good deed. However, if I want to trigger the inheritance of Master's scroll again, I'm afraid I have to do something better."

The inheritance of Yimajing.

He just punished a bully who bullied the people and it triggered it.

But this is the state of mind.

He has done two good things in a row, but it is still useless.

Wukong guessed that the number of good deeds done was not enough, or the scene was not grand enough.

So he continued to do good deeds in the world.

after a while.

Wukong spreads his kindness.

He became famous overnight.

To the east of Xiniuhezhou and to the west of Nanzhanbuzhou.

Many people knew about a Taoist priest named Wukong who was doing good deeds and making the clouds and rain fall everywhere.

however.

On this day, Wukong arrived in the southern continent and sent rain.

Just now, I was filled with joy when I saw the people cheering in the rain.

But before he could fully feel the joy, the sky suddenly changed color. The originally dense rain suddenly became violent. Black lightning streaked across the sky, accompanied by deafening thunder, and a powerful and majestic aura blew towards him.

When Wukong looked up, he saw a giant dragon covered in scales and with bared fangs and claws slowly descending from the clouds. It was the local Dragon King.

The Dragon King's eyes widened with anger, his dragon whiskers trembling violently with anger. He pointed at Wukong and shouted:

"You are such a bold monkey! How dare you make the clouds and rain without permission? You know this is a serious violation of the order of heaven!"

The people were frightened and panicked by this sudden change. They had originally been cheering in the rain, but now they all ran away and hid back in their homes, looking out fearfully through the cracks in the doors.

Wukong frowned, but there was no fear on his face. He cupped his hands and said:

"Old Dragon King, I, Sun, just saw that the people in this area were suffering from the drought and I couldn't bear it, so I helped them. What's wrong with that?"

The Dragon King was so angry that he trembled all over and roared:

"The Heavenly Court has long established rules. The movement of clouds and rain has a fixed number. How can you change it at will? Your chaos has ruined the order of heaven and earth. If everyone acts as recklessly as you do, where is the majesty of the Heavenly Court?"

When Wukong heard this, he became furious and loudly retorted:

"What is the majesty of heaven, what is the order of heaven and earth? If this order comes at the cost of the suffering of the people, what is the point of it! I, Old Sun, only know that the people are living in dire straits, and I can't just sit back and watch!"

At this time, the people in the house were whispering to each other.

An old man said with a worried look on his face:
"What should we do? The gods are fighting, and we mortals will suffer."

The young man next to him clenched his fists and whispered:

"But if it weren't for this immortal who brought rain, we would have been tortured to death by drought. I think he is right."

This statement was echoed by many people. Although everyone was afraid, they were also full of gratitude towards Wukong.

Seeing that Wukong showed no remorse, the Dragon King was furious. He swung his claws towards Wukong and shouted:
"Today I will capture you and take you to heaven to be punished!"

Wukong snorted coldly, and dodged the Dragon King's attack easily. "Old Dragon King, don't push me too far!"

After saying this, spiritual energy surged throughout his body and he assumed a fighting stance.

Seeing that his attack missed, the Dragon King became even more angry. He used all his strength. For a moment, there was a strong wind, heavy rain, lightning and thunder. He tried to suppress Wukong with the powerful force of nature.

However, Wukong was not afraid at all. He used what he had learned in the Yi Ma realm to control the water vapor and counter the Dragon King's attack.

The two fought back and forth in an extremely fierce battle, and the surrounding mountains and rivers were shaking in the battle.

After several rounds, the Dragon King gradually became exhausted. He was surprised to find that he was no match for this seemingly irritable monkey.

"You, you naughty monkey, how can you have such powerful strength!"

The Dragon King was panting, his face full of shock.

Wukong withdrew his magical powers, looked at the Dragon King, and said seriously:
"Old Dragon King, I don't mean to oppose you, but I just can't bear to see the people suffer. If the Heavenly Court is really so well-ordered, the people shouldn't be allowed to suffer this disaster. If you still want to stop me, I, Old Sun, will not show mercy!"

At this time, the people walked out of the house cautiously. They looked at Wukong with admiration and gratitude in their eyes.

A young mother pulled her child to Wukong, knelt down and cried:

"Master, you are our savior. No matter what the Heavenly Court says, we are grateful for your kindness."

Seeing this, other people also knelt down and thanked him. For a while, cries and voices of thanks echoed in the village.

When Wukong saw the people kneeling down to thank him, a trace of panic flashed across his face. He quickly jumped down, raised his hands, and said loudly:

"Everyone, please stand up quickly. I, Old Sun, only did what I could do. I don't deserve such a great gift!"

As he spoke, he moved among the crowd and helped the kneeling people up one by one.

Then, Wukong turned around, staring at the Dragon King with a stern look:

"Old Dragon King, you have seen that the people are living in such a difficult situation. Should they be trapped by the so-called order of heaven and suffer?"

When the Dragon King heard this, he was shocked and angry, his dragon whiskers trembled violently, and his eyes were full of disbelief:
"You naughty monkey, how dare you disregard the order of heaven and earth like this! I will report today's incident to the Heavenly Court and let the Jade Emperor punish you for your arrogance!"

When Wukong heard this, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing an uninhibited smile, and waved his hand nonchalantly:
"Hmph, go ahead and report it! I, Sun, only act according to the moral principles in my heart. If the Heavenly Court only knows how to maintain a rigid order and does not care about the lives of the people, I, Sun, will not take its punishment seriously!"

After saying this, he held his head high and chest puffed out, exuding an aura that no one else could do it better than him.

At this time, a white-haired old man walked out of the crowd. He walked tremblingly to the front of the Dragon King with a cane, and knelt down with a plop:
"Dragon King, you protect us every day, and we all remember it in our hearts.

But this drought is really killing us. If it weren't for this immortal, we would have died. Please spare the immortal."

Seeing this, other people also knelt down again and pleaded for Wukong, with their cries and pleadings intertwined.

When Wukong saw this scene, he was deeply moved and his eyes became slightly red.

He walked quickly to the old man, gently helped him up, and said softly:

"Old man, please stop doing this. I, Old Sun, will be fine."

Then, he looked back at the Dragon King, his gaze as firm as a rock:

"Old Dragon King, the people are so kind, all they want is a stable life. If the order of heaven cannot protect them, what is the point of it?"

However, the Dragon King had made up his mind and was not moved at all.

His face was livid, his eyes were wide open, and the scales all over his body were flashing coldly with anger:

"You are so stubborn! How can the majesty of Heaven be challenged? I will report this matter today!"

After saying this, he swung his dragon tail violently, stirring up a gust of wind that carried with it rolling dark clouds and flew straight towards the heaven, disappearing into the sky in an instant.

Wukong looked at the direction where the Dragon King left, a sneer appeared on his lips, and then he turned to face the people, his expression softened:
"Don't be afraid, folks. If the Heavenly Court really punishes you, I, Old Sun, will bear the consequences alone. Just live your life in peace. With me here, no one can bully you!"

The Dragon King, who was in charge of making rain, rushed to the Heavenly Palace angrily and went straight to the Lingxiao Palace.

He fell to his knees with a plop, his voice full of tears and anger:

"Your Majesty, there is a monkey in the lower world, who goes by the name of Taoist Wukong. He pretends to be kind and helpful, but violates the law of making clouds and rain without authorization!

Such behavior shows no regard for the dignity of Heaven. If it is not severely punished, I am afraid that everyone will follow suit in the future, and the rules of Heaven will be meaningless!"

A trace of doubt flashed across the Jade Emperor's eyes:
"Master Wukong? Who is this sacred person? My dear ministers, does anyone know who this Master Wukong is?"

Taibai Jinxing walked out from the crowd of immortals, bowed respectfully and said:

"Your Majesty, I have heard that this Taoist Wukong seems to be a casual cultivator from Xi Niu Hezhou. He has been doing good deeds everywhere recently and has gained a great reputation among the people. But I didn't expect that he would be so bold as to openly violate the rules of the Heavenly Palace for making rain."

Li Jing, the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King, took a step forward, clasped his hands together, and said in a voice as loud as a bell:
"Your Majesty, no matter where he comes from, he should not be forgiven for his reckless behavior and disruption of the order of heaven and earth. In my opinion, we should quickly send troops to arrest him and bring him to justice in order to restore the laws of heaven!"

At this time, Taishang Laojun beside him stroked his beard and spoke slowly:
"Your Majesty, this monkey must have some ability to be so courageous. If we rashly send troops to capture him, something unexpected might happen. It is better to send someone to investigate first and find out his background before making a decision."

The Jade Emperor nodded slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he said:

"What Laojun said makes sense. Taibai Jinxing, I order you to descend to the mortal world immediately and investigate the origin and strength of this Taoist Wukong. You must act with caution."

Taibai Jinxing took the order and came to the mortal world on a auspicious cloud.

He disguised himself as an ordinary old man and asked the people about the news about Wukong.

When the people heard that he was asking about Taoist Wukong, they gathered around him and spoke to him one after another, praising and expressing gratitude to Wukong.

"Old man, you finally asked the right person. This Taoist Wukong is a very kind person! The crops were almost killed by the severe drought a while ago. Thanks to him for making the clouds and rain, he saved the lives of all our villagers!"

A young man said excitedly.

"Yes, yes. There was also that time when the river was flooded and the ferry was spinning in the waves and was about to capsize. It was also Taoist Wukong who used his magical powers to safely get the boat to the other side."

An old lady nearby echoed.

Taibai Jinxing listened to these words and thought to himself: What this Taoist Wukong did was all good deeds. Although it violated the rules of the Heavenly Court for rainmaking, it was also deeply loved by the people. It seems that this matter needs to be considered in the long run.

On the other hand, after the Dragon King left, Wukong continued to walk in the world, looking for people in need of help.

He came to a small town and saw that the streets were deserted. The people looked pale and sighed.

After asking around, they found out that there was a group of bandits living in the nearby mountains who often came down the mountain to rob, and the people were suffering.

When Wukong heard this, he immediately flew into a rage:
"How ridiculous! I, Old Sun, will definitely teach these bandits a lesson and give the people peace!"

After saying that, he displayed his magical powers, transformed into a gust of wind, and flew towards the hill where the robbers were.

Arriving in front of the village, Wukong appeared in a flash, yelling:
"You bandits, who bully the people on a daily basis, will die today!"

When the robbers heard this, they rushed out with weapons and surrounded Wukong.

Wukong had a stern look on his face, with spiritual energy surging around him, like a volcano about to erupt, exuding a terrifying aura.

The battle broke out instantly, and Wukong moved as fast as lightning, moving freely among the group of bandits.

His punches and kicks were powerful, and each swing carried great force. Wherever he went, the robbers screamed and fell to the ground.

Some of the robbers were hit in the chest by his punch and flew backwards several feet away, spitting blood; some were kicked by him and directly broke the thick tree trunks.

A bandit who looked like the leader, holding a big knife, attacked Wukong from behind when he was not prepared.

Wukong snorted coldly, without even turning his head, he threw a backhand punch, knocking the leader's sword away, and then kicked him on the head, instantly causing his brain to burst and killing him on the spot.

In less than a moment, the bodies of the robbers were lying all over the ground, the blood dyed the ground red, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

At this time, Taibai Jinxing arrived and saw the bloody scene. He frowned and whispered to himself:

"This monkey is so murderous!"

But he did not show up at this time.

Wukong arrived in the town and told the people that the robber had been killed.

When the people learned that the robbers were all killed by Wukong, they cheered and flocked to the streets to express their gratitude to Wukong.

Taibai Jinxing then stepped forward, bowed to Wukong and said:

"Excuse me, sir, are you Taoist Wukong?"

Wukong turned to look at him, a hint of vigilance flashing in his eyes:
"It's me, Old Sun. Who are you?"

Taibai Jinxing smiled slightly, revealing a kind face:
"I am Taibai Jinxing from the Heavenly Palace. I have come to meet you on the orders of the Jade Emperor!"

(End of this chapter)